Five or six years ago I was heading home on my cb750 when I saw a state cop on a bike at a crossroad waiting to turn left. I thought that it was out of place to see that in town, and put it out of my head. I get down the road almost to the next light and he's right behind me with his lights on. I wasn't speeding or riding like a squid, so I had no idea why. It turns out that my headlight was not lit, and I showed him the switch and explained that the detent was worn out and sometimes I accidentally bump it when using the kill switch. He let me off with a warning on the promise I would fix it to stay on all the time.

I haven't done anything about it, other than checking that it is still on. I sometimes use the kickstarter, and turn off the light when I do to get more power to the ignition.

i was on the little ape (sportcity 250) running errands and pulled in for gas off of lake shitty way in north seattle when lo and behold: road king with the attendant weekend warrior rider, decked out in the full hd catalog and sporting facial hair groomed to magnificence in a seattle salon.

he looks pointedly at my little blue scoot. "you ride that? you some kinda faggot?" it was a pretty unconvincing delivery. i grew up in lewis county, and when lc folks cast aspersions on your presumed heterosexual status there, they say it like they mean it. this dude called me a "faggot" the way i'd expect a dentist or bank manager to call me it, with a little querulous note at the end.

"i ain't gonna run errands on a road king, BRO," i said, "and if you're asking, between you and me, i'm not the one with the pirate drag costume ball i need to get to." (i blame a certain aprilia forum for bringing that response to mind..)

he sneered at me. "hey, we all like to ride. don't be a dick," i said, but he totally ignored me. he also blasted his pipes good and loud as he left.

most harley types in the area are nice guys (and gals), usually from the big software houses and cop no attitudes. the baggers and cruisers you meet riding 101 around the peninsula are friendly to a fault, and the only danger is that they'll let you get back on your bike drunk

... lo and behold: road king with the attendant weekend warrior rider, decked out in the full hd catalog and sporting facial hair groomed to magnificence in a seattle salon.

Don't know where I heard it first, but we call them "dental bikers". Monday through Friday they are dentists, accountants, Clark Kents; but after work or on the weekends they are Bad Ass in their shiny loud magnificence.
Having been around 1%ers, back in the day, these guys crack me up. Accessory lifestyle.

Don't know where I heard it first, but we call them "dental bikers". Monday through Friday they are dentists, accountants, Clark Kents; but after work or on the weekends they are Bad Ass in their shiny loud magnificence.
Having been around 1%ers, back in the day, these guys crack me up. Accessory lifestyle.

1911fan

I see a lot of that. I don't care if someone wants to get all "accessorized" with the latest motorcycle fashion or what they ride. I just hate it when they look down their noses and sneer because of what someone else is riding. It's not only some Harley riders but add on Gold Wing, BMW and a lot of guys on the latest sportbike.

Don't know where I heard it first, but we call them "dental bikers". Monday through Friday they are dentists, accountants, Clark Kents; but after work or on the weekends they are Bad Ass in their shiny loud magnificence.
Having been around 1%ers, back in the day, these guys crack me up. Accessory lifestyle.

1911fan

Wasn't there an episode of Married With Children where Al stumbles into a 'tough' biker bar and starts getting razzed by a guy for being a shoe salesman? The guy's buddy calls him out - "Hey, Bob, you're a Dentist!", to which Bob responds "It's better than being an Accountant like you!".

I ride a fairly modified suzki B-King (already a fairly unknown bike, only in U.S. for one year). It has projector headlight, painted blue (badges removed for painting never bothered to put them back on) and a R1 hear section and tail light.

I frequently get asked what the thing is whenever I stop someplace. It's interesting because the cruiser guys are usually more interested in it. Probably because of how wide it is.

I've actually had one Harley guy ask me if it was a custom Boss Hoss.

Everyone seems to think they know the engine better than me when I tell them it is the same thing as a Gen II Busa except different intake and exhaust.

People usually don't believe that those are the stock exhausts on the back.

I get asked if I ever get tired from the riding position, (they don't realize it's a standard position)

I ride a fairly modified suzki B-King (already a fairly unknown bike, only in U.S. for one year). It has projector headlight, painted blue (badges removed for painting never bothered to put them back on) and a R1 hear section and tail light.

I frequently get asked what the thing is whenever I stop someplace. It's interesting because the cruiser guys are usually more interested in it. Probably because of how wide it is.

I've actually had one Harley guy ask me if it was a custom Boss Hoss.

Everyone seems to think they know the engine better than me when I tell them it is the same thing as a Gen II Busa except different intake and exhaust.

People usually don't believe that those are the stock exhausts on the back.

I get asked if I ever get tired from the riding position, (they don't realize it's a standard position)

I always thought the B-King was a fugly bike. Then I sat on one, and it was comfortable. Then I rode it, and it was awesome. Suddenly, I thought the B-King was sexy. Way more engine and power than I'd ever need, but a fun bike indeed.

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I've wanted a b-king for a long time but my wife put it on the 'banned' list after my brother told her how fast it is...

While it is faster than anyone probably ever needs, it is also quite tame just riding around at slow speeds. It's easier to drive slow than the CBR600RR in my garage. It can be ridden at 30MPH in 5th gear and still pull nicely if you twist it.

Don't know where I heard it first, but we call them "dental bikers". Monday through Friday they are dentists, accountants, Clark Kents; but after work or on the weekends they are Bad Ass in their shiny loud magnificence.
Having been around 1%ers, back in the day, these guys crack me up. Accessory lifestyle.

1911fan

Hells orthodontists.

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